In fact, Ning Qianyun knew very little about Yang Liu. When he was studying in the past, he only knew that Yang Liu was a good student in the eyes of his teacher, not only with good grades, but also very obedient, and he also won the first place in the local opera competition. At that time, everyone thought that she would definitely get into a good university.

However, it backfired, and I heard that on the day of the college entrance examination, she gave up the exam. What the reason is, no one knows.

As for her sister, Yang Zi, Ning Qianyun may know better, because every time she talks to Yang Liu, she always mentions Yang Zi, such as Yang Zi has lived in the countryside since she was a child and is often bullied, and Yang Zi often sleepwalks, and her family dislikes her, etc.

Yang Zi is like the epitome of thousands of poor girls, and even Ning Qianyun can't help but sympathize with her.

He thought that if he found Yang Zi, he would definitely take her to the best hospital for treatment.

Of course, if you can find her.

The further you go down the road, the lighter the rain becomes, but the fog that wafts through the air gets thicker and thicker. Ning Qianyun had to drive the car more slowly, and while driving, he kept looking at the roadside to see if there was a signboard of the C-person Hotel on the side of the road.

However, the white fog was so great that visibility could be less than 10 meters.

In this kind of place, a strange feeling appeared in Ning Qianyun's heart, you say, will there be a waving grandmother on the side of the road? This routine also often appears in the novels I have written before, so familiar that I feel like I am in this kind of supernatural atmosphere.

"Zizi ......"

What was that? Ning Qianyun slowly stopped the car and listened carefully.

I don't know when I turned on the radio in the car.

"Here's a piece of news, ...... due to flash floods"

"Zizi ......"

Ning Qianyun still wanted to hear something, but found that the radio station had no sound, maybe there was no signal. In order to ease the tension, he specially picked a CD, but unfortunately it was all lyrical songs.

The vehicle was back in the fog, slow and melodious, like the song playing at this time. A novel is a novel after all, and Ning Qianyun didn't see any waving grandmothers along the way, nor did he have the kind of shots of Japanese horror movies (he suddenly bumped into a woman in red).

The signboard with the words "C-person Hotel" hangs high on the roof of the second-story building, and the neon signs bound to the strokes flash and flash, but the strange thing is that in addition to green, it is still green, and it may be that the owner of this hotel wants to save money. No, it should be called a hotel, like a motel in an American drama.

Ning Qianyun once watched an American drama called "Fatal ID", and now it is not much different from the scene in the play.

"Do you still have a room?"

"Who!" At the front desk of the hotel was an aunt in her forties, who was obviously woken up by Ning Qianyun, which made her very unhappy, "I won't see it myself, isn't there a writing over there!" ”

Ning Qianyun followed the aunt's eyes and looked over, there was indeed a boxy blackboard next to it, on which the number of vacant rooms was written in chalk, and the key was hung, with a sentence: The house price is 50 yuan, and no other supplies are provided. Looking further down, there is an iron box that looks like a donation, firmly fixed to the ground, and it reads: Please invest in the house money.

I thought that this aunt was really trouble-free, so in order to be able to sleep for a while, I came up with such a solution.

"Is there only one room to spare?" Ning Qianyun turned his head to the sleepy aunt and asked, there was only room 4 above.

"No, just this one, don't pull it down."

"Yes, this is it." Ning Qianyun took out a crumpled fifty yuan and gave it to the aunt, but the aunt pointed to the iron box, Ning Qianyun understood, put the money into the box, and then took the room key himself.

When leaving the front desk, Ning Qianyun also took a special look at the time on the wall, twelve o'clock.

There is no accommodation on the ground floor of the hostel, just a simple reception and a simpler garage. All the rooms are on the second floor, Ning Qianyun went up the stairs, a small area was divided into multiple small rooms, fortunately, his No. 4 room was not difficult to find, it was the second room at the corner of the stairs on the second floor.

But to Ning Qianyun's surprise, the opposite side of room 4 was room 14, and he suddenly remembered what Yang Liu said, "My sister is in room 14." ”

But that's good, if there's any movement in room 14, I can know right away, but I may not have to sleep tonight.

The design of this room is really terrible, especially the placement of things, as soon as I entered the door, I hit a small bedside table, and my knee almost scratched the skin. Ning Qianyun wanted to move this bedside table, but found that it was another thing that was fixed and couldn't be pushed away.

However, it didn't matter, Ning Qianyun put down his things, went to wash his face, and then called Yang Liu, but Yang Liu's mobile phone kept showing the shutdown status.

What's going on? At this time, Yang Liu shouldn't turn off the phone and go to sleep. Ning Qianyun pressed his temples with his fingers, sobered up a little, and then lay on the cat's eye in the middle of the door, there was no movement in room 14 opposite, and there was a light inside, Yang Zi should not have slept yet.

Ning Qianyun returned to the hard bed and put his hands on the back of his head, until now he didn't understand why Yang Zi didn't look for anyone, but found himself. That person said that he had a lot of **, is it Yang Zi? By the way, **, thinking of this, Ning Qianyun subconsciously looked at the door, the lock of the door was old-fashioned, and it might be opened as soon as he hit it.

Time passed minute by minute, Ning Qianyun made two more calls to Yang Liu, but it still prompted that the mobile phone had been turned off, and he already felt a little sleepy, his upper and lower eyelids began to fight, and in a daze, he seemed to hear the sound of opening the door, very light, but as if in his ears.

Ning Qianyun woke up.

He immediately jumped up from the bed and lay on the cat's eye, and there was no movement in room 14 opposite. But he still decided to go out and have a look, the sound of opening the door just now was definitely not his dream, maybe Yang Zi had already come out.

Ning Qianyun gently closed the door, tiptoed, and eavesdropped in front of the door of room 14 opposite, but there was no sound, and, for some reason, the lights in the corridor would not turn on. For this reason, he had to go downstairs in the dark.

As soon as I got downstairs, I saw a few people in white clothes floating at the door of the hotel, and in the blink of an eye, it turned out that I was just drying a few white clothes at the door, and I was just dazzled just now.

The bad-tempered aunt was in a deep sleep. Ning Qianyun walked out of the hotel and came to the place where the clothes were dried at the door, which was overgrown with weeds and a few deformed trees.

The white clothes were floating in the direction of the north, as if they were pilgrimage.

Nothing was found here, and Ning Qianyun thought that maybe he was suspicious. So, I went back to the hotel and looked at the clock in front of me, three o'clock in the morning.

It's getting late now, Ning Qianyun is very sleepy, so it's better to get up early tomorrow to find Yang Liu, or go directly to Yang Zi.

Along the dark corridor, Ning Qianyun opened the door and went in, and then lay down directly, at this time drowsiness swept through his body, and he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

However, he had a very real dream.

Ning Qianyun dreamed of a woman dressed in white, she slept next to Ning Qianyun, the two of them were lying quietly, and the white ceiling reflected the appearance of the two people. The woman was beautiful and good-looking, except that her face was as pale as a dead corpse. But the woman is not a dead body, she can still move, in the blink of an eye, the woman was lying on Ning Qianyun's body, her pale face was against Ning Qianyun's face, as if she was smiling.

Ning Qianyun woke up, and the reality of the dream made him unbelievable.

It was already dawn outside, and he hurriedly touched his phone to check the time, but strangely, the phone was gone, not only that, but even the leather bag he brought was gone.

When he moved his gaze to the door, he was completely stunned. Don't......

Ning Qianyun immediately got out of bed and opened the door, and sure enough, "No. 14" was written on the door. He patted his head, it turned out that he went to the wrong room when he came back last night, because No. 4 and No. 14 were facing each other, and the lights in the corridor would not turn on last night......

But how is it possible to ......

Ning Qianyun inserted the key of his No. 4 room into room No. 14, but he didn't expect it to be opened, it seems that in order to save money, the chain of this hotel is exactly the same.

However, if that's the case, then didn't I sleep in the same bed as Yang Zi last night?

Ning Qianyun couldn't help but shiver, and hurriedly went back to his No. 4 room, retrieved his purse and mobile phone, and found that there were several text messages in his mobile phone.

"My phone ran out of battery last night, and I can't find you."

"By the way, I feel like my sister is being targeted by bad guys, last night I went out to the toilet and found a man sneaking around at the door of my sister's room, and he wanted to follow me, but fortunately I was hiding in the hotel where I was drying clothes."

"Why haven't you replied to me yet, my sister seems to know that I am coming, and she left before dawn."

After reading these three text messages, Ning Qianyun gasped, the man Yang Liu said was actually himself, and the sound of opening the door last night was actually Yang Liu.

I should have found out that I had a stumbling bedside table as soon as I entered room 4, but I didn't have it when I came back last night.

Ning Qianyun pressed his temple with his hand, took something, and came to the front desk of the hotel to take a look at the clock on the wall, eight o'clock in the morning!

The front desk aunt is long gone, and now on duty is a young little sister. Ning Qianyun suddenly remembered something and asked, "Can you help me check someone?" She also stayed here last night. ”

"Why did I help you?" The little sister asked rhetorically.

"Because I'm a police officer."

"The police on TV are all wearing police uniforms, why aren't you wearing them?"

"Because...... I'm undercover, like in the movies. When Ning Qianyun said this, his voice was very low, and his acting skills were full.

"Wow, that's cool." The little sister covered her mouth and exclaimed, she couldn't believe it, "Is it true?" ”

"Of course it's true, help me check someone, and go back and give you a credit."

"Good, good."

"Name: Yang Liu, what room do you live in?"

"Wait." The little sister quickly flipped through the registration book on the desktop, "Yang Liu, I arrived at the hotel at five o'clock yesterday, and then ...... Then ......"

"What room do you live in?"

The little sister made a disappointed expression, "It wasn't written, it should have been forgotten by my mother." ”

Ning Qianyun was also disappointed, but even if he didn't know, he could roughly guess that Yang Liu was probably living next door to him last night, because only in this way could he hear Yang Liu open the door, and similarly, Yang Liu could see a man sneaking around at the door of room 14.